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CASSITY Physician and Surgeon Office rooms, third floor Commercial National Bank building, Shreveport. WiU answer all surgical,emergency,obstetrical and consultation calls, any time and anywhere. Both telephones. By THOMAS DIXON Copyright, 1911, by Thomas Dixon SYNOPSIS Stuart, southern lawyer In New York, is in love with Nan Primrose. Ills friend. Dr. Woodman, who has a young daugh ter. is threatened with the loss of his drug business by Bivens, whom lie be friended years before. Stuart visits the Primroses. Nan wants Stuart to accept a place with Bivens' chemical trust. He dislikes Biv ens' methods and refuses. Bivens calls on him. Bivens is in love with Nan. Stuart re fuses the offer, and Nan breaks her en gagement with the lawyer. Bivens asks Woodman to enter the trust. Woodman will not yield and sues Bivens - company. The promoter tells the doctor he and Nan are engaged. Harriet Wood man is studying music. Stuart takes Nan for a day In the country. Stuart pleads with Nan to give up Biv ens, but the spell of millions Is on her and she yields to It. Nan becomes Mrs. Bivens. Harriet loves Stuart, but he does not know it. Nino years pass. Stuart becomes district attorney. Ho investigates criminal trusts. Nan asks him to call. Stuart wants Woodman to end his suit against Bivens, but the doctor stands firm. Bivens aids Stuart In his investi gation of crooked financiers. Stuart's revelations aid in bringing on a crisis. Bivens promises to aid tho Van Dam Trust company, which is in trouble. Woodman needs money badly. In the stock market slump engineered by Bivens, Woodman and many others lose all. The trust company fails because Bivens, at command of the money king, breaks his word. Stuart faces his critics In front of Bivens' bank. The mob attacks Stuart and injures him slightly. Nan sees It and reveals her love. Bivens piles $90,000,000 on a table and calls Stuart to sec the money to re fute rumors of his financial weakness. Stuart is tempted to join Bivens as his confidential man. He accepts an invita tion to visit the Bivens house and is re ceived by Nan. At a meeting of the discontented, at which Bivens, is denounced, a bomb thrower is killed by his own missile. Woodman decides to continue his light against Bivens. Harriet confesses to her father her love of Stuart. She needs money to continue lier music studies abroad, and Woodman tries to see Bivens to give in to him. Har riet is to sing at a ball at tho Bivenses Harriet sings at the Biven ball, which has for its special feature a costume dance of ''death and the worm." Nan and Stuart revive old memories. Bivens refuses to compromise with Woodman. The doctor, in desperation, steals some jeweled favors intended for the financier's guests. CHAPTER XVI. The Last Illusion. T HE longer Dr. Woodman watch ed the barbaric, sensual dis play of wealth sweeping be fore him, the deeper his spirits sank. The butler touched his arm. and he turned with a sudden start. "Mr. Bivens will be pleased to see you in tho little library, sir. if yon will come at once." W'hen the doctor was ushered into the library Bivens, who was awaiting him alone, sprang to his feet with a look of blank amazement, and then u smile began to play about his hard mouth. "My servant announced that a gen tleman wished to speak to me n mo ment. Will yon be good enough to tell me what you are doing in this house tonight?" The doctor paused and hesitated, bis face scarlet from the deliberate In sult *'I must really ask your pardon, Mr Bivens, for my apparent Intrusion. It Is only apparent I came with my daughter. She sang tonight on your program." "Oh. 1 see, with the other hired singers. Well, what do you want?" "Only a few minutes of your time on a matter of grave Importance." "I don't care to discuss business here tonight Woodman." Bivens broke in abruptly. "Come to my office." "I have been there three or four times," the doctor went on hurriedly •and wrote you twice. I felt sure that my letters had not reached you. I hoped for the chance of a moment to night to lay my case liefore you." "All right. I'll give yon five min ntes." "I felt sure yon had not seen my letters." "I'll ease yonr mind on that ques tlon. I did see them lwtli. You got my answer?" "That's just It. I didn't. And I couldn't understand it." "Oh, I see!" Bivens' mouth quivered with the slightest sneer. "Perhaps it was lost In transit!" The sneer was lost on the doctor. He was too intent on his purpose. "I know. It was a mistake. I see it now, and I'm perfectly willing to pay for that mistake by accepting even half of your last proposition." Bivens laughed cynically. "This might be serious. Woodman, if it wasn't funny. But yon had as well know once and for all that I owe you nothing. Yonr suit has been lost. Your appeal has been forfeited. My answer Is brief, but. to the point—not one cent. My generosity Is for my friends—not my enemies." "But we are not enemies personally," the doctor explained good nahired ly. ''1 I in I in In of a ''1 have put all bitterness out of my heart and come lonight to ask that by gones lie bygones. Yon know that In God's great bonk of accounts you nre my debtor." •'I owe you nothing." In every accent of the financier's voice the man lieforo him felt the deadly merciless hatred whose fires had been smoldering for years. The doctor's voice was fall of ten derness when he replied at last: "My boy." he I toga n quietly—"for yon are still a hoy when yon stand lie side my gray hairs—men may fight one another for a great principle without being personal enemies. We nre men still, with common hopes, fears, ills, griefs and joys. When I was a soldier I fought the southern army, shot and shot to kill. I was fighting for a prin ciple. When tiie tiring ceased I helped the wounded men on the field as I came to them." His voice quivered and broke for an instant. "You have won. You can afford to be generous. That you can deny me in tliis tiie hour of my desolation Is unthinkable. I'm not pleading for myself. 1 can live on a rat's allow ance. I'm liegging for my little girl. I need $2.00» immediately to com plete her musical studies. Deep down in your heart of hearts you know that the act would lie one of justice be tween man and mau." "As a charity. Woodman. I might give you the paltry $00.000 you ask." "I'll take it ns a charity." he cried eagerly, "take it with joy and gratitude and thank God for his salvation sent In the hour of niv need." "But in reality you demand justice of me? Come to the point. Woodman, what Is in your mind when you say that I am yonr debtor?" "Simply that I have always known that your formula for that drink wns a prescription which I compounded years ago and which yon often filled for me when I was busy. As a phy slclan I could not patent such a thing You had ns much right to patent it as any one else." "In other words." Bivens interrupted coldly "you inform me that you have always known that 1 stole from yonr prescription counter the formula which gave .ne my first fortune." The financier began to speak with slow venomous energy: "I've let you ramble on In yonr maudlin talk. Woodman, because It amused me. For years I've waited your coming. Your unexpected ad vent is the sweetest triumph of this festival night." He paused and a sinister smile played about his mouth. "The last time I saw you I promised myself that I'd make you come to me the next time and when you did that you'd come on your hands and knees. And I swore that when you looked up Into my face groveling and whining for mercy as you have tonight. I'd call my servants and order them to kick you down my doorstep." He leaned across the massive fiat top desk to touch an electric button. Tiie doctor's fist suddenly gripped the outstretched hand and his eyes glared into the face of the financier with the dangerous look of a madman "You had better not ring that hell yet," ho said, with forced quiet In his tones. "Your tirade gives me an Idea." said Bivens. "I want you to stay until the festivities end. and enjoy yourself. Take a look over my house. It cost two millions to build It. and requires half a million a year to keep it up. Tho butterflies those dancers are crush Ing beneath their feet In my ballroom I imported from Central America at a cost of $5.000. Tile favors in Jewel ry 1 shall give to my rich guests who have no use for them will lie worth $25.000. Remember that,I spent three hundred and fifty thousand on this banquet, which lasted eight hours, and that I will see yon and yonr daughter dead and In the bottomless pit before 1 will give you one jiennv Enjoy yourself, it's a fine evening." Before the doctor could answer, tin financier laughed and left the room. For a long time the dazed man stood motionless. He passed his big hand over his forehead in a vague instinc tive physical effort to lift the fog of horror and despair that was slowly strangling him. He felt that he was snffoentiug. He tore his collar apart to glvd himself room to breathe, ne thrust his hand Into the hip pocket of his dress suit whore he usually carried a handker chief and felt something hard and cold. It was a revolver he had lieen accns tomed to carry of late In his rounds through the dangerous quarters of ihe city. Without thinking when he dressed, he had transferred It to his evening suit. His hand closed over the ivory handle with a sudden fierce joy. "Yes. I'll kill him In his magnificent ballroom, to the strains of his own music!" he said, half aloud. "I'll give a fit climax to his dance of death and the worm." !Ie quickly descended the stairs and saw Bivens talking with bis wife. He didn't wish to kill him In her pres ence. and as lie passed a look of hatred flashed from the little black eyes of the millionaire. He made up his mind to kill him at the moment the dance was at the highest pitch of gayety. The music began, and the dancers once more whirled Into the center of the room and the crowd filled the space under the grand arch which led into the hall. Bivens was the eeuter of an admiring group of sycophants and wor shipful snobs The doctor's heart gave a mail throb of joy. His hour hud come. With quick strides he covered the space which separated them and with out a moment's hesitation thrust his hand into his breast for his revolver. Not a muscle or nerve quivered. His finger touched the trigger softly and he gave Bivens a look which he meant he should take with him into eternity: when just beyond him he saw' Harriet. She stood motionless with a look of mute agony on her fair young face, watching Stuart talk to Bivens' wife. His finger slipped from the trigger, and his hand loosed its deadly grip. "Have I forgotten my baby?" he cried in sudden anguish. And then another vision Hashed through his excited brain. A courtroom, a prisoner, his ow:: bowed figure the center of a thou sand eyes while the jury brought in their verdict His breath came in labored gasps as one mad thought succeeded another. "No!" lie said hoarsely. "1 must save her I must be cunning. I must succeed—not fail. I must get what I came here for I must save my baby. My own fate is of no importance. She is everything." Bivens had taken from him by fraud Ids formula, destroyed his business and robbed him of all lie possessed. The law gave him power to hold it. He. too. would appeal to the same power nnd take what belonged to him. No TP iiiSii mil ut* * MV* c T 'O m Ns His Finger Touched the Trigger Softly. matter &ow, he would take It. and he would take It touight. Bivens had boasted that his favors in jewelry would be worth $25.000. The doctor turned quickly and began to search the house until he found tiie half drunken servant arranging these packages under the direction of a sec retary. These favors had been mat!: for the occasion by a famous jeweler— a diamond pin of peculiar design, a gold death's head with diamond teeth and eyes surmounted by a butterfly and a caterpillar. The stones in each piece were worth $100. They lay on a table In little open jewel boxes, fifty in a box. and each box contained $5,000 worth of gold and precious stones. The doctor inspected the boxes with exclamations of wonder and admira tion. He bent low over the table for an instant, and when he left one of the jewel cases rested secuA-ly in his pocket. He was amazed at his own skill and a thrill of fierce triumph filled his being as he realized that lie had succeeded and that his little girl would go to Europe and complete her work. He spoke pleasantly to the secretary and congratulating him on Ids good fortune in securing such a master, turned and strolled leisurely hack to the ballroom. Not for a moment did he doubt the safety of his act. He was a chemist and knew the secret of the laboratory He would melt the gold into n single bar ami sell the diamonds ns he need ed them. His only regret was that he could not have taken the full amount he had demanded of the little scomi drei. He found Harriet and they start ed at once for home. "Did you have a good time?" "Yes, when I could forget the pain In my heart Yon succeeded ? It's all right? I'm going abroad at once to study?" The doctor laughed aloud in a burst of fierce joy. "Certainly, my dear!" The tears sprang into the gentle eyes as she answered gratefully. "You can't know how happy you've made me." Bivens, who had heard the doctor's laughter, passed nnd said with exag gerated courtesy: "I trust you have enjoyed the even ing. Woodman?" The doctor laughed again In his face. "More thah I can possibly tell you." Bivens followed to the door and watched him slowly walk down the steps. _ CHAPTER XVII. The Parting of the Way». T HE two weeks which followed the Bivens ball were the happiest Harriet Woodman had known since Nan's shadow had fallen across her life. Every moment was crowded wilh the work of preparing for her trip, except the hours she could not refuse Stuart, who bad suddenly waked to the fact that something beautiful was going out of his life. Harriet watched him with keen joy and deep in her heart a secret hope began to grow slowly. The day she sailed he refused to go with her to the pier. "Why. Jim. you must come with me!" she protested. "No. I can't, little pal. Goodby." He watched the cab roll down Fourth street toward the pier while a groat wave of loneliness overwhelmed him. At night the doctor was not at homo Stuart rupped on bis door next uioru ing and got no answer The girl said he had spent Ihe night our she didn't know where. As Stuart was about to leave for bis office the doctor entered. His bloodshot eyes were sunken deep lieliind his brows. Ids fa en haggard and bis shoulders drooped Stuaut knew he had tramped the streets all night in n stupor of hopeless misery. Stuart took his outstretched hand nnd led him Into tm> library. "i know why you tramped tiie streets; tiie old house is very lonely." "I never knew what loneliness meant before!" The big hand fell in a gesture of despair. Stuart pressed Ids hand. "I understand I'm younger than yon. doctor, lint I. too. have walked that way alone. You're all in; you must go to lied and sleep." When Stuart returned early from his work in tiie afternoon he found a group of forlorn women and children standing beside the stoop. A pale, elf ish locking boy of ten. whose face ap peared to lie five years older, sat on the lower step crying. "What's the matter, kiddie?" he ask ed kindly. "I wants de doctor—me mudder's sick. She'll croak before mornin' ef he don't come—dey all wants him." He waved his dirty littie hand toward the others. "He ain't come around no more for a week. The gnil says we can't see him—he's asleep." "I'll tell him you're here. The doc tor's been ill himself." He urged tiie doctor to go at once to see his patients. The work he loved would restore his spirits, ne was dum founded at tiie answer he received "No. no! I'm in no mood to work. I couldn't help them. I'd poison and kill them all. feeling as I do today. A phy sician can't heal tiie sick unless there's healing in his own sou!. I'd bring death, not life, into their homes. Tell them to go away!" Stuart emptied his pockets of all the money he had in a desperate effort to break their disappointment. "The doctor's too ill to see you now." he explained "He sent this money for you and hopes it will help you over the worst until lie can come." He divided the money among them. Und they looked at it with dull disnp poiutment. They were glad to get It. but what they needed more than mon ey was the hope nud strength of their friend's presence. "Doctor," Stuart began gently. "I've known you for about fifteen years. You're the only father I've had in this big town, and you've been a good oue. You've been acting strangely for the past two weeks. You're in trouble." "The greatest trouble that can come to any human soul." was the bitter an awer. "But," he paused, and his eyes stared at the ceiiiug as he groaned. "I've got to bear It What's the use to whine?" Stnart stepped close and slipped his arm about the stalwart figure. His voice was tender. "Como, doctor; you're not fooling me. I've known you too long. There's ouly one man on earth for whom I'd do ns much as I would for you—my own gray haired father down south. Como now; tell me what's the trouble?" Stuart eould feel the big form sway and tremble under the stress of over whelming emotion, and bis arm pressed a little closer. And then the tension suddenly broke. The doctor sank into a chair and looked up with a helpless stare. "Yes. Jim, 1 will. I'll—tell—you." And he related his experiences in tho Bivens mansion, ending with: *T—stole—a—case—of—jewels!" Stuart sprang to his feet, with an ex clamatiou of horror. "You —did—what!" "Yes." the doctor went on hoarsely. "I stole a case of his jewels and sent my girl abroad. I'm going to plead guilty now and go to prison. 1 shall never agaiu lift my head in the hauuts of men." Stuart sobbed in anguish. "Yon see. boy. I failed when put to the test. It doesn't make any differ ence nbout my reputation. Character only counts, and I'tu a thief." "Shut up!" Stuart cried fiercely, seiz ing his arm. "Don't say that again and don't talk so loudly. Whatever you did you were insane when you did it" "Maybe It was a mistake. I don't know. I couldn't think then I only know now that life is impossible any more, and I'm ready to go. You can send me to prison at once. Jim. I'm glad you are the district attorney." "But I'm not. I resigned my office this morning to go into business for myself. 1 had only another month to serve. You're not going to prison If 1 can help it." "But I don't want you to help it It's the only place to go now—yon see. boy. I can't live with tuyseif any more! Besides I'm old and played out; the world don't need me any longer." "Well. I need you." Stuart broke in. "and you're not going to give up this figbt as long as I'm here." "I'm a failure; it's no use." "But you've forgotten some things." the younger man said tenderly. "You've helped to make ray life what it Is—you haven't failed in that. You gave your blood to your country when slie needed it—you didn't fail in that. You have forgotteu the thousands you have bellied, the hope and cheer and inspiration that passed into their lives through yours. We'll go to Bivens' house tonight. We'll tell him the truth We'll return the value of his jewels. I'll get the money to make good what you owe him"— His voice broke. "Oh. why. why. why didn't you let me know? I've Influence with Bivens. He will drop the matter und no oue on earth will know save we three." "But you don't understand. Jim." the broken man protested, feebly. "1 tell you I've given up I can't take your money, l can't pay. I tell you I've I I given up. I can't take your money. I can't pay It back." "You can pny It back. too. if you like. Harriet will he earning thousands of dollars In a few years. Her success Is sure." A faint smile lighted the father's face. "Her success is sure, isn't it?" he asked with the eagerness of a child. And then the smile slowly faded. "But .1 shall not tie here to see it." "Yes. yon will. I'm running your af fairs now. and you've got t'> do what I say. Get ready We are going to see Bivens." Bivens refused point blank at first to see Woodman and ordered his serv ant to put him out of the house and isk Stuart to remain for a conference. Stuart drew from his case a card and wrote n message to Nan: Imperative that 1 see Cal at on re m Ihe ptesenee nf my friend on a matter of Stave importance IMease send him down. He is stubborn Bivens came in n few minutes, shook hands cordially with Stuart and Ig nored Woodman. "I want to see you alone with the doctor." the young lawyer began, "where we cannot possibly he over heard." "1 have nothing to say to this man. but for your sake all right. Come up to the library." Once In the room and the door clos ed the doctor sank listlessly into a chair, seeing nothing, hearing nothing. His deep, sunken, bloodshot eyes were turned within. The outer world no longer made any impression. Stuart began: "Cal, you and I have been friends since lioyhood. I'm going to ask my first favor of you tonight." "For yourself, all right. You've got the answer before you ask It. If you've come to ask me to settle with old Woodman for any Imaginary claim he has, you're wasting your breath. I won't hear it So cut it!" Toi not asking yon to settle any old Imaginary claim." the young lawyer weut on rapidly, "but a new one that can only appeal to the best that's in yon. Let It lie enough to say. that the torture you inflicted i.n Woodman and the sights he saw in your house drove him Insane. Hungry, wretched. In despair over hfs misfortunes and the promise he had given his daughter, whom he loved better than life. In a moment of madness he took a ease of . your Jewels." "He took that case of jewels?" Biv ens cried with excitement. "Yes." The little financier broke into a peat of laughter, walked over to Hie chair where tho doctor ant, thrust his hands Into his Dockets and continued to laugh. "So that's what you meant by laugh ing nnd sneering In my fare as you left that night, you hypocrite!" Stuart suddenly gripped Bivens and spun him around in his tracks. "That will do now! The doctor ia my friend. I won't stnnd for this." Stuart fared the little dark man with a dangerous gleam In his eye. "Well, what did you come for? To ask me to give him a pension for rob bing mo of a case of jewels? I've ac cused every drunken servant in the house of the act" "I only ask that you allow me to re turn the value of your jewels anil drop the whole affair." "Can the district attorney of the county of New York compound a felony?" "I resigned my office this morning" Bivens tried to seize Stuart's hand, forgetting for a moment the jewels In the bigger announcement which meant the acceptance of his offer Stnart waved aside the extended hand with a gesture of annoyance. "You'll drop this case, of course, at my request?" Bivens looked at the bowed figure and replied quickly: "1 will not." "I told yon I'd make good the amount tomorrow morning." "What the devil do you suppose 1 want with yonr money? Five thousand dollars is no more to me than 5 cents to the average man." He paused, laughed and again stared at ihe bowed figure. "I've waited a long time, old man. bnt I've got you now." The doctor never lifted his head or moved a muscle. "Yon are not going to prosecute him?" Stuart asked Incredulously. "As soon as I can telephone for an officer." "I<ook here. Cal. you've just asked me to share yonr affairs." "Not this one." "Then to hell with you and nil your affairs! I'll fight you tr the last ditch r Bivens looked at him in amazement. "What! For this old fool you'd re ject my offer?" "Yes." "It's n joke! I see you doing it Defend him If you like. I'll have good lawyers. I'll enjoy the little scrap. A fight lietween us In public Just now will be all the better for my first big plans. I'll send him to Sing Sing if It costs me a million !" Stuart lifted the doctor from his seat and faced Bivens with a look of defiance. "Yon needn't trouble for a warrant. He pleads guilty Your lawyers ran fix the day for his sen tence and I want you to be there." "I'll be there, don't you worry!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) Nothing Doing. Miss Gaddle—Mr. Marldey is engaged to Miss Summers, and I think wc may look for a wedding soon Miss Wise Why? Miss Caddie-She told me she believed in short engagements Miss Wise-So she does— short and frequent. I —Catholic Standard and Times.